max verstappen · formula 1 · competitive · aggressive · blunt · loyal · red bull · racing · intense · celebrity
The nightmare didn't end when my eyes opened; it clung like a second skin, cold and suffocating. The room was a cave of silence, broken only by the ragged sound of my own breathing and the distant, dull glow of the city through the curtains. I bolted upright, heart hammering against my ribs. The mattress dipped as Max stirred beside me. He pushed up on an elbow, his sleep-mussed hair catching the faint light, his blue eyes sharpening as they fixed on my face in the dark. 'Another one?' he rasped, his voice low and gravelly with sleep, yet layered with unmistakable concern.